Themes: Pets!

[stone_woman]

[Sitting cross legged outside a cafe, Hildr was scribbling in her pad. Writing the runes for 'DOG' over and over again, until she had 6 hounds of varying sizes and colour. It lifted her spirits to see their wagging tales, and big, bright eyes and smiles. There was nothing more heart warming to her, than to see a happy and loyal dog.]

Now, we shall need to have good names for you...




[So she says-- But she's writing 'dog' down just once more.]

Comments

[keen_eye]

Our dogs are well trained and follow their orders. These are dogs for war, not dogs for play, as we are men of war.

[Which is kind of an odd thing to say as you are getting kisses from half a dozen dogs at once, but still.]

[stone_woman]

[She's going to give him a sour look.]

So my dogs are only for play? Nothing but lazy lap dogs?

[keen_eye]

I say that our dogs know very well who their masters are, regardless of who happens to fill their bowl that day. If a dog would betray you for a biscuit, it is not yours.

[stone_woman]

[She sighs, maybe he didn't understand or maybe she wasn't understanding him. Hildr usually got the wrong end of the stick, always jumping to conclusions. ]

There is more to dogs than just feeding them, they need to be nurtured and cared for like you would your own children. They take pride in whom ever trains them, treats their wounds and gives them a home.

I would never use dogs for war, you might as well send them for slaughter. My dogs are purely for hunting, protection, tracking and minding the smaller children.

[She waves her hand, when she lost the words. There were other tasks, but she couldn't think of them for the moment.]

And other such things, They would never betray me for a food.

[keen_eye]

Send them for slaughter? We send our own children to war, why would we not send our dogs?

Though they are trained for hunting, they generally don't have to be trained to rip to shreds anything that would harm their masters.

[stone_woman]

Yes. But we send men and women to war- Not children. I do not think it is a fair fight between an armored man and a dog.

[She pauses and tries her best to think, think how she could explain it. Her brother had always laughed her until he was sick, whenever she started her talk about dogs and their needs.

Suddenly a sour look is on her face.]

.. Never mind, Forget I said anything.

[keen_eye]

We fight giants. They barely wear clothing, they do not wear armor.

[He shrugs.]

Not all dogs are the same. We have dogs as big as ponies bred to be fiercer than the wolves they descend from. I do not think we are speaking of the same thing.

[stone_woman]

[She's going to just stare at him, Hildr and her brother had scoured the snowy mountains in hopes of seeing a giant, or anything supernatural.]

..Where are you from, exactly?

[keen_eye]

Asgard, home of the gods. I suppose you're from Midgard? Earth?Things are a mite different there, I believe, though I haven't been in centuries.